User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190825005958/@comment-39940417-20190830202956

Tyra tried hard to contain her excitment, though it showed on her face when she spoke.

"Peace through peace? Sounds like a riddle itself. Anyway, the parchment and ink. Hmm..." the Mother Abbess began to rummage through a pair of cabinet drawers at the back of her room, and came up with an ink stained scrap of parchment and a charcoal stick.

"Here, Falkin," she said, presenting them to the squirrel.